The Spring Boudoir Pavilion, as the name suggests, is itself a huge garden, with tall and handsome buildings and winding paths. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Vermilion railings all the way, green willows on both sides, mountains stacked with strange stones, flowers planted in Langyuan wonderful. Occasionally, a few pairs of magpies fly by, standing at the end of the willow tree "chirping", its sound is like a hollow valley and a quiet spring, and it is like a pearl falling next to the jade, lining the whole garden more and more smoke and cuidai, the color is thick and dyed.

"Yuze (Yu'er) greets his father." Far away. Nalan Qi heard two delicate and clear children's voices, she secretly said in her heart that it was not good, when she met these two people, nine times out of ten it was nothing good, and she couldn't help but look slightly gloomy.

"Isn't Qi'er Mo dislike them?" Nalan Junyi caught a glimpse of his daughter's unclear face, frowned slightly, and symbolically nodded the forehead of the young girl in his arms with his index finger. Fathers don't want to see their children have a dislike.

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye" Nalan Qi hurriedly raised his head, his eyes turned slightly, hiding the unhappiness in it, and said with a smile: "Daddy only returned home yesterday, and after careful calculation, Qi'er hasn't seen Daddy for 7749 days." Thinking about being able to monopolize my father today, I admired the talent of the second master of Nalan. ”

"Hahaha" The hearty laughter echoed in the beautiful garden of spring, and the whispering magpie in the tree fluttered its gray wings and almost fell off the branch!

While speaking, he had already walked in front of Nalan and the others, Nalan Junyi looked indifferent, bowed his head slightly, and said: "Qi'er and I are about to go to the study of the West Courtyard, what is the matter with the two of you?" ”

Nalan Qi was hanging his head at this time and looking at the half-sister on the family tree. But seeing a fleeting hint of jealousy flashing on her face, when she looked closely, it was no different from peace.

"Father, it's a coincidence, Brother Ze learned a new poem yesterday, and I don't know much about some things, and I'm about to go to the study to ask my father." Three points childish, seven points sweet voice and the frolicking sound of magpies "chirping" all over the garden are even more exciting than the "Qingping Le" of Fuli Sile's new work.

Nalan Junyifu looked at his youngest son again, and saw that he was wearing a royal blue yarn straight jacket, a tiger skin embroidered hat, and a book of poetry in his hand, looking up at him with earnest eyes. There was also a plum tree blooming behind the boy, and his lips and teeth were more and more red, and he was bright and icy, and he couldn't help but rejoice.

He was about to agree to go to the study together, but he remembered the young girl in his arms who had not seen him for many days and wanted to be alone with him, and he couldn't help frowning slightly with a pair of silkworm eyebrows that were like the moon, and his face was embarrassed. saw her daughter wink at her slyly and nodded.

"Let's go together." In the courtyard where the ice and snow melted, the sound of a group of people "da-da-da" sounded slowly.

"Huh? Sister Qi'er, my mother said that men and women should be more evasive, even their fathers, and they should also leave some distance. How can my sister let her father hold her? Could it be that my mother was wrong? ”

Before he could take a few steps, a confused voice sounded behind him, and even from a few feet away, Nalan Qi could smell the undisguised malice in it.

She condescendingly glanced at Nalan Yu, who was not very good at her head, in her father's arms, and saw that the sun that was already a little dazzling hit Nalan Yu's face, like a fermented white flour flatbread, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then I don't know if your mother told you that a woman's body shape is extremely important." You should be hungry for a month. If your mother hadn't told you, she must have been wrong. ”

"Sister, you!" Nalan Yu didn't get a benefit, but suffered a loss for herself. Angry and red-faced. She rubbed her reddened eyes and looked at her father with tears in her eyes.

Nalan Junyi was a little helpless and wanted to hold his forehead, looking at the girl in his arms with a proud look, he was even more angry and funny.

He playfully snorted at Nalan Qi, and shouted as if annoyed: "No wonder your grandmother said that you are a little leather monkey!" Look, all kinds of nonsense are said. ”

"People are not ridiculous teenagers! My grandmother also said that when my father was young, in order to improve his knowledge, he did not return home every day, and went to some places in the countryside where houses were dense and people were rich. Set up a small stall, sell hexagrams, and also draw some boneless flowers, ink-colored landscapes, and abstract figures pasted in front of the stall to sell to people passing by. Isn't my father more ridiculous than I am! Nalan Qi was not timid, he shouted loudly, and the eyes of the beautiful Danfeng who were bright and had a sense of schadenfreude flowed in his eyes, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt a sense of schadenfreude.

"Bastard again! See I don't beat you. Nalan Junyi couldn't pretend to be calm, two suspicious blushes appeared on his face, and he wanted to give his daughter a shock, but he was reluctant to do it.

"Father, have you really done the same thing as Sister Qi said, and the vendors who set up stalls outside the house? Did your father do any interesting things? ”

Nalan Yuze, who had never spoken, spoke suddenly, looking curiously at his elegant father, and his round eyes like glass beads were shining brightly, like stars.

Nalan Junyi's face was suffocated, and when he looked around, he found that his three little children were staring at him intently, as if they were going to dig into the roots, and even Nalan Yan forgot to shed tears.

"It was your grandmother who deceived Qi'er, how could such an elegant and talented man as his father be a street vendor? Don't listen to the wind and rain. He finally touched the tip of his nose and replied with a twinkle in his eyes. However, he tilted his head and whispered in Nalan Qi's ear: "I'll talk to you alone." ”

Nalan Qi couldn't help but wonder.

Her father has always been an extremely interesting person, and when he was young, he was a good rich boy who didn't do it, but went to walk the streets and alleys, telling fortunes and selling paintings. It's a pity that the hexagram is not accurate, but the painting sells very well.

When the countrymen saw a famous pen that did not ask for a high price but painted well, they all rushed to get money to buy it. One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and everyone in ten miles and eight towns actually knew her father, and gave him the title of "Anonymous Everyone".

With fame, there are many things, and my father also told her two or three examples in his previous life.

One day a squire who abused the people and did all kinds of evil came to his father's stall and was silent, thinking in his heart that this painting boy would be overjoyed when he saw his uncle, and respectfully came to greet him. Unexpectedly, after waiting for half an hour, no one called him to drink saliva. Furious! Thinking that this kid is really not lifted, he should pick off his tendons so that he can no longer paint in this life.

However, although the squire was very angry, his head was still sober, and he knew that it was the magistrate who asked him to come to buy the painting, so he endured a bad breath, and thought that it would not be too late to find a way to kill him in a few days.

The squire magnanimously threw twenty taels of silver onto the table, and shouted arrogantly: "Lord Zhixian appreciates you and asks you to make a picture of the first snow, and you will take it after an hour." This painting was given to the prince who returned to his hometown. You know what? That's a big official of the second grade! If you don't do it well, hehe, come and see you. ”

My father was not annoyed, he looked at the twenty taels of silver on the table that had been placed in a courtyard in the countryside, and said confidently: "Half an hour is enough." ”

Half an hour later, my father rolled up the painting and handed it to the squire: "You should show the painting to the magistrate first, and if he is angry, hand him this note." ”

After reading the painting, the county was really angry! A face was black and ink-soaked. The squire took the opportunity to glance at the painting a few times, and was shocked that there was nothing on the painting except for the seal of an unknown animal. Because he was afraid of being angry, he hurriedly took out the note in his pocket and handed it to the magistrate, and saw a line written on it: No stupid person in the world can see this painting, but the prince and the prince will definitely be able to see it, and he dares to raise his head to protect it in his later life. The font is Yan muscles and willow bones, which is so good-looking. Although the two were confused, they were skeptical.

In the evening, the prince and the prince returned to his hometown, and the magistrate led many people to greet him with colored satin and flute and drums. Tai Fu is seventy years old, with a beard and sideburns, a cane in his hand, and he is very energetic. After a full meal, the magistrate mustered up the courage to take out the first snow map, only to say that it was made by a protégé in the countryside who was talented but did not admire fame and wealth, and his hands trembled.

When Taifu opened the scroll, he was also stunned, and exclaimed: "Good painting!" Good drawing! It can be worth thousands of gold. So the meal was all good.

On the way back to Yamen, the magistrate already believed that this painting could only be seen by smart people, and even in order to prevent others from knowing that he was stupid in the future, he sent an official to arrest the squire and put him in prison.

Nalan Qi remembered that he was puzzled when he heard his father's lawsuit, why couldn't the county magistrate and the squire see the painting, but the prince and the prince could see it?

Unexpectedly, her elegant father laughed and patted her on the head, calling her stupid.

There was no painting in the first place, it was because he had been reading to the prince since he was a child, and he was also a close disciple of the Taifu, and the painting was engraved with his personal seal.

"Ah" A coquettish voice dragged Nalan Qi out of his memory. She hurriedly turned around, but saw her half-sister leaning in the somewhat damp snow, frowning and frowning, staring at a pair of eyes that seemed to be crying but not crying, and she looked like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Nalan Qi's eyes moved slightly, and his mind turned carefully, knowing that this restless fool must be playing some trick again, so he slid off his father's body.

"Father, the concubine's leg is twisted."

Sure enough, before Nalan Qi's feet touched the ground, he heard a whisper of Wu Nong.

Xu was in pain, Nalan Yan bit her lips tightly, a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead, a few abnormal flushes welled up on her face, and there was a trace of imperceptible trills in her voice. Listening to it, there seem to be a hundred claws scratching, and the indescribable itch is unbearable.

Nalan Qifu went to see his father again, but saw that he was not moving, staring at a flat land without much water at the feet of Nalan Yan, his eyes were dark, and his thumb and index finger were slightly rubbed, as if he was thinking about something. She knew that this was her father's habitual action of suspicion.

"Daddy, take your sister and go to see Langzhong." Nalan Qi turned his head to look at his father, his eyes were shallow and translucent, but there was a hint of displeasure in his voice. As soon as the words came out, she herself was stunned, thinking that she would be able to hide her emotions well by living a new life, but she didn't expect that in front of her father, she resumed this little daughter posture.

Nalan Junyi smiled apologetically at his daughter, and then stretched out his hand to straighten out the somewhat crooked Pinyue satin embroidered magnolia flying butterfly clothes for her, and told them to go to the study first, and then picked up Nalan Yu and turned to leave. And Nalan Yan, who didn't know that she had been suspected by her father, still pretended to be in unbearable pain, and on the other hand, she looked proud, and looked at Nalan Qi arrogantly.